Alright kid you obviously have no idea who i am so i'll go easy on you. I've been to Iraq over several hundred times and have never had more fear in my heart than the day i got lost in a supermarket seperated from my mother it was a truely soul crushing experience (don't say you wouldn't be twice as scared) however unlike you i took that fear and converted it into power, willpower more specificly; more specificly so the will power fo fighting off f@ggots like you. flashforward to the year 2001 I'm in Afghanistan nothing in my hands but the blood of my fallen comprades here's me sh!tting myself when i see over 1000 talibans on the horizon ''what a bother'' I mutter and beat them all down hand to hand combat. so now that you know a little bit more about yourself, ask yourself. do you feel lucky... punk?

-Rep After a good game in world of warcraft, I added him because he seemed like a cool guy. We got to chat, over the next couple of years we became good friends. Lots of banter, lots of great game and most importantly true friendship. I invited him to my crib for a WOW lan party. He said he was coming so I was looking forward to meeting him in real life. When he arrived at my crib, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear, I felt his hard d!ck pushing against my leg. I punched him and then 1 tapped him. Turns out he was gay. Don't trust this guy.